This was a gloomy and terrifying magic hall.
After the Rank 4 Lich had dumped Alice here, it had left without a care in the world.
Alice struggled to get up from the cold floor, tidied up her messy hair and clothes, and began to leisurely look at the magic hall in front of her.
At first sight of this magic hall, Alice's most intuitive feeling was … so big, so tall!
This was clearly the underground of the Calan Continent, but this group of strange undead had opened up a huge cave here, and then built a tall and magnificent magic hall.
Alice stood in the middle of the hall and looked around, and found that she could not see the surrounding walls with her eyesight. Although this tall and empty space was shrouded in a thick mass of darkness, it should not be able to block or weaken Alice's vision.
The only possibility was that her position was more than a kilometer away from the edge of the hall.
Only under such circumstances could the situation before their eyes occur!
Alice looked up at the sky again. The high dome gave her a feeling of distance and emptiness. A beam of cold strange white light shone on her, making her feel even more lonely and cold.
Although everything here was so strange, Alice was not surprised as she leisurely strolled inside. This was because, since Alice woke up here, she could feel a strange gaze cast on her, silently observing her from all angles.
Now, she was like an ant locked in a small glass bottle by humans, and her future was unpredictable. The other party was also lying at the mouth of the bottle, using a different kind of vision to observe and study her.
"You should know why I asked you to come here, right?"
Suddenly, an abnormally grand and cold voice echoed in this huge palace.
It was difficult to tell the gender of the other party from the voice.
Alice nodded her head slightly.
"Of course, you want me to predict the whereabouts of an item for you! If I can't even predict this, I'm afraid you won't waste your time on me! "
"Hehe, the only good thing about dealing with people favored by fate like you is that there's no need for so much nonsense." The loud voice continued, "Okay, now tell me your request! As long as you can give me a satisfactory answer, I will pay you for the divination … "
"I'm here for a Scepter of Prophecy …"
"Scepter of Prophecy … Are you talking about this one?"
Along with the loud roar, a magic mirror appeared in front of Alice. Inside the magic mirror, there was a huge, simple and crude dragon cave. The center of the Dragon Cavern was piled high with shiny gold coins and all kinds of magic gems, weapons, armor, and magic tools.
At the top of the pile of gold coins, there was a magic staff that shone with a colorful radiance. Judging from the design and the magic waves, it was exactly the Scepter of Prophecy that Alice had been dreaming of!
Alice's eyes immediately shone with an intense light of desire. She used all her strength to control her body from reaching forward to grab the shadow in the water mirror.
"Yes, my Lord. What I need is this Scepter of Prophecy!" Alice calmed herself down and focused on the conversation.
"No problem!" The grand voice chuckled, "As long as you can divine the whereabouts of an item for me, this scepter will be yours!"
So easy … So easy …
The Scepter of Prophecy that she had spent so much manpower and resources, and risked her life to come to this Faern Plane, was just so easily obtained?
Alice calmed down and immediately sensed that something was wrong.
Since the other party was willing to use a semi-divine weapon as a reward, the value of the item for divination could be imagined. Alice knew very well that the price she had to pay for each divination was proportional to the value of the item.
The more valuable the item, the more difficult the divination would be, and the more shocking the price she had to pay!
Compared to the reward for divination, there was another problem that worried Alice more.
"My Lord, do you mean … As long as I provide you with sufficient details of the whereabouts of the item, you will allow me and my companions to leave with the Scepter of Prophecy?" Alice asked tentatively.
"That's basically what I mean. However, I'm only dealing with you, so after the divination is successful, you can leave with the Scepter of Prophecy. As for the others … They are not included in this transaction! "
Alice's smile froze, and her expression turned solemn once more.
"My Lord, they are my companions! I hope to be able to take them with me … "
"Hehe, little one, don't make such unreasonable demands. This is just a fair trade! You give me information, and I give you the scepter. You have no right to bargain with me! "
"My Lord …"
"Little one, don't think that you can use this to blackmail me! There are many people in this world who have mastered divination. I can send people to capture them all. As for why I chose you? The only reason is your identity as a Sorcerer. You Sorcerers have always been selfish, and your mind is very flexible when doing business. You don't have those disgusting rules and restrictions when negotiating … So, little one, don't waste my patience! "
"My Lord, what if I give up the Scepter of Prophecy as payment?"
The majestic voice was silent for a moment, and finally replied, "If you give up the Scepter of Prophecy, then you can take your Sorcerer companions with you. Also, I can agree to another 'small' request of yours … "
Alice's lips curled up slightly, and her face showed a trace of regret.
… …
Three days later.
Grimm, Alice, Ulthar, and Mary successfully left the Scar of Death and returned to the giant floating ship.
However, as soon as they stepped on the ship, Alice fainted inexplicably and lost consciousness.
After a joint examination by a few Witches of Destiny, they finally came to a terrible conclusion. Alice's life was about to run out.
This trip to the underground seemed to have consumed a large amount of Alice's life force, and all her bodily functions were on the verge of collapse. According to her current physical condition, Alice only had about two months to live!
Before that, Alice's life force should be able to last at least forty years.
… …
When Alice woke up again, it was already nightfall.
The giant floating ship slowly floated above the high clouds. Through the porthole, she could see pieces of broken clouds flying past the sides of the ship.
There were no lights in the cabin.
Only the flickering moonlight shone in, faintly illuminating the burly figure in front of the bed.
Grimm's strong facial features were very three-dimensional, and the dim light cast deep shadows on his face. As soon as Alice opened her eyes, she saw a pair of bright eyes hidden in the shadows.
"You've lost forty years of life!" Grimm sighed faintly.
Alice's pale face rested on the pure white pillow. Her face was even paler than a piece of white cloth!
"Don't worry about me!" Alice forced a smile. Her silky long hair had turned silver at this moment. "I can at least live for a while. This period of time is enough for us to do something!"
"Two months!" Grimm replied resolutely.
"Two months is already a long time … Don't you have confidence in me?"
Grimm hesitated for a moment, and finally asked doubtfully.
"What exactly did you experience after we were captured underground?"
Alice reclined on the pillow, and softly recounted her experience in the Magic Hall.
"Then … What did that mysterious expert want you to divine for him?" Grimm could not help but ask curiously.
Alice lightly tapped her forehead, and shook her head with a bitter smile, "After the divination was successful, that guy used a spell to erase part of my memory. That's why even I can't remember what the divination was about … "
"That despicable guy actually touched your memory … If he's so capable, why didn't he learn divination by himself, and instead asked a little witch like you to do it?" Grimm muttered indignantly.
Alice smiled faintly.
"Perhaps it has something to do with his original attribute! The power of destiny has always been against dark energy, so … If he was a high-grade undead, then his luck would always be locked in a negative state, and any divination spells would be useless against him … "
"Ahem, I know what you're saying. But I still feel angry. You've lost so many years of life for nothing. You've grown up … "
"I'm not really accompanying you!" Alice smiled coldly, "Don't forget, that lord has agreed to a 'small' request of mine!"
"Oh? What did you request? "
"I asked him to send troops to harass the forest elves a little …"
Grim was speechless for a while.
After going around the underground world, he knew very well how terrifying the undead were.
If thousands of undead swarmed to the surface, it would bring a disaster to the forest elves that was even more terrifying than the Witch Disaster!
… …
The Scar of Death.
The elves stationed near the Scar of Death continued to send troops down to search for Lord Antoril.
However, just as they were busy, a strange mist floated up from the depths of the ground and enveloped the Scar of Death and the surrounding Illusory Magic Forest.
In the fog, a series of hoarse howls and noisy and dense friction sounds could be heard.
Along with the night wind, a putrid, rotten smell filled the entire world.
Groups of zombies and skeletons crawled out from the depths of the ground, and with slow steps, they moved towards the nearby elven stronghold. Behind them, large groups of white ghouls crawled out of the deep trenches, and under the command of some middle-grade undead, they pounced towards the nearest elven city.
From time to time, one could even see the Blood Monsters, Dabo Zombies, Iron Zombies, Wraiths, Skeleton Mages, and Corpse Demons among their ranks.
And without exception, they had all been ordered to kill all elves by the ruler behind them!
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